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I always thought you were just want I wanted
I thought I couldn’t bare to exist without your hands wrapped around my neck
and your shallow whispers into my ear
Telling me how addictive I am and that you’ve never minded the feeling of craving something from the deepest parts of your soul
But your emotional gestures tended to bore me
And I would always find myself pinned to the mattress, begging for more
More of what I thought I wanted, but in reality wasn’t necessarily what I needed
I found that I had developed a little addiction of my own
To the physical contact of your fingers tracing from my lips to my ankles
Because whenever I found myself consumed in the stillness of the night
I couldn’t help but feel unsatisfied
And after many months of constant thought, I came to a sudden realization
If love means caring for each other in the purest way possible, then this wasn’t it
This was lust, and it wasn’t beautiful.
Aug 31, 2014 / 146 notes
su-i-cid-e:

ionicsky:

extrasad:

Fuck. It’s ironic how empty I am because 
I swear 6 months ago I had the universe inside
of me but I cried the rivers in my bones dry.
The volcanoes in my chest erupted when you told
me you didn’t love me anymore and lava flooded
my body and hardened till I stopped sleeping.
I had stars in my lungs but I burned them
all out with the cigarettes I was smoking
to get you the fuck out of my throat. The
flowers growing at the bottoms of my 
stomach are dead. Apparently you  
can’t water flowers with vodka.
I had the sky in my veins but it’s
been pretty fucking stormy since I
ripped them open. I had planets 
on the tip of my tongue but
the debris from the shattered 
remains of “us” have been
crashing into them. I was
everything. And then I met
you and we were everything.
Now you’re fucking some
blonde girl who gets
high all the time and
I’m a fucking
mess.

this is my favorite fucking poem ever ever ever

q’d
Aug 31, 2014 / 260,525 notes

su-i-cid-e:

ionicsky:

extrasad:

Fuck. It’s ironic how empty I am because 

I swear 6 months ago I had the universe inside

of me but I cried the rivers in my bones dry.

The volcanoes in my chest erupted when you told

me you didn’t love me anymore and lava flooded

my body and hardened till I stopped sleeping.

I had stars in my lungs but I burned them

all out with the cigarettes I was smoking

to get you the fuck out of my throat. The

flowers growing at the bottoms of my

stomach are dead. Apparently you  

can’t water flowers with vodka.

I had the sky in my veins but it’s

been pretty fucking stormy since I

ripped them open. I had planets 

on the tip of my tongue but

the debris from the shattered 

remains of “us” have been

crashing into them. I was

everything. And then I met

you and we were everything.

Now you’re fucking some

blonde girl who gets

high all the time and

I’m a fucking

mess.

this is my favorite fucking poem ever ever ever

q’d

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cheehki:

your kidding
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cheehki:

your kidding

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fhlorai:

indie/boho
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fhlorai:

indie/boho

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One day I’ll wake up and be glad I did
Something I have to keep reminding myself  (via societychangedtheteenager)

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nialllhoran:

men’s back muscles let you know that god is real

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You left me. I make no apologies for how I chose to repair what you broke.
Meredith Grey, Grey’s anatomy (via c-oquetry)

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I’m sorry I gave you everything I had without making sure you wanted it.
Heavy (#418: April 21, 2014)

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